the path is protracted
bleak and blurry
the peril is palpable
spurious and substantive
enemies are everywhere
and nowhere
the words, my words
stuck in my satchel
crusty ink pages
wasting and withering
waiting for life
biding for breath
the search continues
down that protracted path
by and by
on and on
never ever
will i surrender
never ever will i surrender. Powerful piece of poetry. Love the articulation and the language used. Hope to see more from you. Keep up the good work. ❤️❤️❤️
Thank you. Glad to hear that you like this one.
You are welcome. 😊